The Manning times. [volume] (Manning, Clarendon County, S.C.) 1884-current, 1887-01-19
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(From the Milwaukee w:scoEs;a.)

(FrOnl the Milwaukee, ";scoE't".j
II the dramatist who declared a quar-,
ter of cycle ago that ''much villa:ny
may be vented in a pudding" had stood
with a Wisconsin reporter near the
vacant lot at the corner Of Grand avenuf
and Ninth street, yesterday afternoon,
he would have added: "AIuch humol
may be vented in three little colorcd
boys and two little white boys playing
ball" The game was a side issue to :!
game in which larger boys were engaged
in the other part Of the fed. The
largest white boy, who wore tight
plush corduroy suit, and the largest
colored boy were a- the bal. playing
against the other three. The next largest
colored boy was catcher, while Il woolly-
headed, sable-skiuned youngster twlrled
the sphere foi the outside, and dimlnu-
tive white boy played the bases, short
stop and felders' positions. a still
smaller colored boy gamboled around
home-plate and behind the catcher, get
ting generally in the way.
The white boy in cordllroys went to
the bat as the reporter came on the
scene. The pitcher asked him where he
wanted it, and when he said, "high
ball" threw it and struck the batter on
the foot. The catcher said dead bail y
The next ball was out Of reach, and the
gamboling urchin ran after it, as it
bounded against the brick wal. The
catcher ran after it too, but the other
fell upon the ball and fought for it,
while the man or second base ran around
and came in. Then the catcher, whose
lip was short enough to show white
teeth, angrily cutfed the little fellow on
the head with his fist, and obtained the
ball by force. The tiny coon was evi-
dently half-minded to cry, but changed
his intention, and kicked at the catcher's
shin. The fielder, meanwhile, had be-
gun to climb sapling which served rs
first base, and, missing his hold, had
scraped the skin of his wrist. The next
ball was over the base, and the striker
hit it over the fence in left field. He
proceeded to run around the bases. The
fielder was bewailing his sore wrist, and
the pitcher threw his hat on the ground
and stood on his head, facing second
base, and stuck out bis tongue at the
base runner, while the catcher shouted
in treble, "Put her home! What yer
doing JIMMY a bystander threw the
ball over the fence, and it got in the
catcher's hands in time to drive the
corduroy youngster back to third base.
When the ball was thrown to the pitch
er he lay down on his stomach upon it,
and endeavored to induce the man on
third to run in On the supposition that
he had lost it. BY this time the fielder
had got to third, and when the base
runner started to run in the pitcher
threw the ball to third. Then the fielder
said he wouldn't play, and the pitcher
stood on his head and walked around On
his hands, making horrible grimaces,
and the ball rolled under the fence.
Harmony was finally restored and the
game progressed. The pitcher threw
up his hat and yelled, ''Buttertingers."
every time the catcher missed foul tip,
and there was constant discussion be-
tween the batsman and catcher as to the
number OF strikes. The game remained
in statu quo when the reporter left.